It tasted good, and she nipped playfully at the clit and labia, eliciting a groan. No sooner had she started- it seemed- than the car shuddered to a h...lt. Arriving at the fair, they could hear all sorts of activity from the car park. A bubbling mix of excited laughter, conversation and screams filled the air as they join the queue at the gates. John paid at the kiosk, whilst Lou shows his trade pass. Trine and Beth joined the longer special status queue, the females ahead of them shuffled. This ill-dressed ugly, short old guy with this very attractive, nude wife - MY wife! - joined together in dance. It was not long before he slid his hand down to her nearly naked ass while she was facing the room. I could see again thanks to the reflection from the window. It really was time for me to step in, but I hesitated, to allow my wife to tell him "hands off." Even though she seemed to be under his spell, I figured that she would act, that she had allowed him a feel before but that was. . and than proceeded to walk towards the bed.He told me to crawl to the end of the bed to unzip him, and than he said, “If you want to dress like your wife than you should suck cock like your wife too.” I did what he said and it felt like an eternity as I crawled towards his bulge, I had a million thoughts running through my mind including my wife having sex with him and according to him all of my best friends and step father. I unzipped his jeans and pulled them down, than he instantly grabbed. Remembering that she said that the abuse by “Madame’s” stick had aroused her, I flicked the tips with my fingernails. She shivered. “Suck them,” she moaned. “Suck them hard.” I took her entire left areola between my lips, lapping my tongue over the nipple as I suckled. She put her hands behind my head and pulled me closer. I trapped the nipple between my teeth and gave it a good hard nibble. She was groaning now, mashing her tit into my face. I ran my hand down to her pussy. As my fingers.